Need I really say more?

I mean, tada! Here I am world. Did you miss me? Of course not, you didn’t even know I exist. And perhaps now that I do sit within your memories it still doesn’t really matter. Well, because I can be anyone I want to be. I could lie and make up my life story, or I could just weed through my mess of a head and pull out things that make no sense at all. Leave it to a psychologist major to pick apart her own nothingness. So world: Hello. Speak to me if you’re out there, if you care to read this, even if it’s a quick glance.

My name is. I live, I breathe, I hurt. I hate but I try to love more often. But more often than not, I remember.